Bab 58: Lenford : Work For It

I dried him off, dressing him up in whatever clean clothes I could find in his room. For a man who lives on a tight budget, he sure has a ton of clothes...

I put on his shirt, about to button it up as I noticed the red bruises from my choking him. I felt a tingle from my lower half as I swallowed hard. He groans in his sleep, his brows furrowing together as he couldn't help but look distressed.

"... Such a fitting expression." I whispered, lightly touching the space between his eyebrows as he eventually relaxed.

"It's not like I hate you or anything..." I sighed, tousling his hair lightly as Len turned in his sleep, his hand latching onto mine as he curls up beside it.

A moment of silence crossed through my mind as I stared at his peaceful expression. I didn't feel anything towards him at first. However, after stumbling upon his relationship with that person, I couldn't help but want to dominate him.